In the beginning was the end.
-Are you all right, my Lady?
-I am dead, Sir…
I walked today in the cemetery, I like to sit on a corner of marble, to read the names and dates, to dream before the faded medallion depicting a young soldier fallen on the battlefield, the beautiful Daniela dead at birth or the baby in laces.… [...]
I admit, sometimes I’m terrified of death. For spiritual reasons or purely dictated by the spirit of conservation, I too not know for sure. All I know for sure is that I think more and more often about a topic so inappropriate for the youth; sometimes with peace, admiration, resignation and even with a bit of curiosity (without any suicidal intention, though!),… [...]
For this morning’s coffee, and even for my readers :)), me searched, me found, me admired and drooled, me – because it’s nice – shared a WON-DER with paws! It even has eyes!
I confess, even to confession if necessary, I melted and drained completely.… [...]
